My name is Suzy Park. I’m also known as Suzy, Kei, or whatever. This is a fic journal for JE. None of my fics will be locked, so feel free to browse. If you want to read my boring, everyday thoughts, then go to suzuhara_kei. My KHR account is keitaru6918

My favorite Johnny’s band is KAT-TUN, then NEWS. I have some other fandoms, but not as much as those two. My favorite band member is Ueda Tatsuya. Isn’t that obvious? Anyways, most of my fics are based on him. *brick’d*

Right now, I with that someone will draw me a doujinshi. (This section will have edits.)

My hobbies include reading, drawing, using the computer, writing fics, and sleeping. And listening to music. All those are a big must for me.

Also, if one of the icons are yours, then please tell me. Otherwise, they would be credited to the community I found them in.

Summary: Kame and Jin, Ueda and Junno, Ryo and Yamapi, Masuda and Tegoshi, Koyama and Shige all have a hidden past. They all are turned against each other. What happens if they forget each other, and start building new memories? And what happens if they remember again?

Disclaimer: I still have my $300 hair on my head. (No I'm not wearing a wig I blame the perms and highlights) Do I really look like an old man to you?

This is my first multi-chaptered fic. Don't kill me, please because it really sucked and of course it did.

"Nee...JinJin... Can you promise me something?" A young boy with honey-brown eyes poked his sleeping friend. "Jin?"

"Yeah, Kame, what is it?" Jin opened one lazy eye and watched as Kame squatted down on the grassy ground next to him. Kame was silent for a while, watching the dappled shade under the tree move with the breeze.

“We’re best friends forever, right?”

“Of course! I’ll always be your best friend, my turtle-chan.”

“Good. If I lost you, I’ll be reallyreallyreallyreallyreallyreallyreallyreallyreally sad.”

“I’m always going to be here, right by your side. Don’t worry.”

The younger boy nodded and hugged Jin tightly. "Never..." he muttered as he fell asleep. Jin sighed. He hated lying to his best friend. But then, time couldn't be changed. In a week, Jin would be shipped to a new home far away from Kame. Forever.

"Gomen... Kazuya... I wish I could be by your side, but I'm leaving..." Several tears trickled down his face and fell like rain on Kamenashi's sleeping face.

And the cycle, like always, began.

--*--

Akanishi Jin, or rather known as Bakanishi among his friends, yawned as he walked backed to the apartment. I should get some sleep. Pi promised me some ice cream if I could wake at 7 in the morning. When he reached the doorway, he noticed the door was askew.

What happened? A monster? Or a ghost?

Akanishi ran to his room, gasping for breath. Nothing was out of place, as far as he could see. Akanishi wasn’t convinced that he wasn’t going to be set upon by an angry dragon or something. He looked around for anything. Akanishi searched the kitchen, and relaxed. His food wasn't missing either. Yup, none of his amazingly super delicious food was stolen. Wait, where is my awesomely juicy and super healthy peach??? Oh wait... Taguchi- no Pi, ... no, Koki, ate it last night... Or was that me?

He turned to the countertop. Wait... Where's the envelope Pi sent me?!

Several adults rushed over to the child. "Calm down!" They screamed in his teary-eyed face. "WHY DO NEED HIM ANYWAYS? HE'S OLDER THEN YOU! YOU CAN PLAY WITH YOUR OWN AGE GROUP!"

Kame clenched his fists into hard balls. "JIN IS MY ONLY FRIEND! DON'T-" His outburst was cut off by a slap.

"Children! God!" The adults stood up and left.

Kame stood, speechless. Several confused tears rolled down his cheeks and fell on the dusty ground. "I hate you Jin. One day, you'll pay for it. I swear. When I find you, you will feel pain."

Trapped in a world of confusion and hate...

--*--

The thin young man stretched his cramped muscles on the black sofa. He brushed a lock of hair out of his eyes and frowned. "Who the hell would pay me three thousand dollars for a picture?" Kamenashi Kazuya muttered under his breath. The thief frowned at the white envelope that sat innocently on his desk, half expecting it to burst open and reveal some instructions on what to do.

Kazuya bounced up and started limbering himself for the next mission that he knew the boss would give him in a few hours. Kame couldn't get a pang of uncertainty when he had gripped the handle of the "Jin's" window.

"Who am I?" He asked to his reflection in the mirror.

In a life full of pain and confusion.

--*--

A dark figure, hidden in the fold of the shadow underground, watched as his trained pet pace in the apartment he had rented. "Oh dear... Kazuya isn't doing well..." He smirked as Kame punched the wall in impatience. "Just wait... I've returned..."

The man closed his eyes and sighed briefly. "Yamashita Tomohisa... Do you remember me? Nishikido Ryo has risen from your past again..."

He touched his temple with one white finger. A slight tear trickled down his face as Ryo recalled the betrayal.

Driven by revenge... They were set loose in the world.

Hi hi! It’s me~ Yay~ *brick’d* Okay, this is my first fanfic, so be nice to be and don’t throw tomatoes. It’s a very good way to make friends you know.